The women are dressed to the nines as if they expect to be asked, at any moment, to
walk down a red carpet.
The men are dressed like they gave little thought to the occasion they are attending
and even less thought to what they would be wearing. This is the women’s general, and
collective, points of view, which every woman knows is the proper view of such things.
The women have given careful attention to every detail, every item of accessory, and
every nuance of perception of what others might think. Hair, if not actually coiffured, is
at the very least blown, combed, braided, knotted, platted, teased, tied and twisted until
every hair is no more than a micrometre out of place. Nails are immaculate, lipstick is
impeccable, and eyelashes do double duty as dressage for the eyes and semaphores
to the men. Should the unthinkable happen, (two women wearing the same outfit), the
disgrace and shame is felt by both, and both become the subject of disapproval under
the withering glare of the other women. Redemption is only possible if one woman has
included an accessory (scarf, hat, coat) that allows her to substantially change either
the fitting or the focus of her outfit, thus not only avoiding humiliation, but trumping her
antagonist by showing superior foresight, her prudence and sagacity garnering favour
from all. For the loser, there is no excuse for such failure of discretion, and she spends
the rest of the evening skulking in the background, desperately contemplating any
excuse that justifies leaving early without looking like she has lost all self-respect.
The women are amazed, and annoyed, that the men did not understand the importance
of giving the occasion due consideration. The slapdash, slipshod, slack and slovenly
application to coordination of style and colour is an offence difficult to ignore.
Exasperation at their menfolk is partly due to the repeated, disheveled effort evidently
applied to male presentation on any and all occasions, and a deeply innate envy over
the men’s freedom to ignore social demands and continually get away with it. This injustice is, perhaps, the most galling affront of them all.
Exasperation at their menfolk is partly due to the repeated, disheveled effort evidently
applied to male presentation on any and all occasions, and a deeply innate envy over
the men’s freedom to ignore social demands and continually get away with it. This injustice is, perhaps, the most galling affront of them all.
The men are either oblivious to their faux pas or stumped over the dubious importance of
putting more effort into what they are wearing. After all, they are perfectly comfortable;
their shirts are, for the most part, tucked in, and there is no mud showing on the top-side
of their shoes and boots. Shaving and hair combing have all occurred in the last forty-
eight hours, and if a full bath has not been possible, cologne has not been spared,
because they are not animals, and understand the need for personal grooming when in
public. What else could possibly be required without looking like a dandy, or being
completely over-dressed for the occasion, and over-dressing is considered by the male
of the species to be one of the biggest social sins of all. When one of the men sees
another bloke wearing the same pants or shirt, he congratulates himself for not having
chosen something that stands out.
their shirts are, for the most part, tucked in, and there is no mud showing on the top-side
of their shoes and boots. Shaving and hair combing have all occurred in the last forty-
eight hours, and if a full bath has not been possible, cologne has not been spared,
because they are not animals, and understand the need for personal grooming when in
public. What else could possibly be required without looking like a dandy, or being
completely over-dressed for the occasion, and over-dressing is considered by the male
of the species to be one of the biggest social sins of all. When one of the men sees
another bloke wearing the same pants or shirt, he congratulates himself for not having
chosen something that stands out.
Those few men who, by sheer luck or feminine management, might normally be
considered to have applied enough diligence to their attire, are included in the group
of non-conformants simply by reason of the overpowering number of their inconsiderate
brethren. There is of course always the lone ranger who considers his favourite footy
jersey to be entirely appropriate for any occasion. There is no point any woman
speaking to him about his clothing as he has not yet evolved enough to understand
the concepts of social engagement.
considered to have applied enough diligence to their attire, are included in the group
of non-conformants simply by reason of the overpowering number of their inconsiderate
brethren. There is of course always the lone ranger who considers his favourite footy
jersey to be entirely appropriate for any occasion. There is no point any woman
speaking to him about his clothing as he has not yet evolved enough to understand
the concepts of social engagement.
And for all the effort, all the time and money, all the phone calls to girlfriends to ascertain
who was wearing what, all the stress over which outfit would be the perfect outfit for the
occasion, the men enjoy the evening as much as the women, maybe more so. After all,
beer tastes the same regardless of what you are wearing, and mates are mates even if
you are all wearing the same shirt.
